Pantoum Poems (14)

One phrase Poem
(C) By Owner ( that 's me ;-) )

Better an empty wallet than broken guitar strings

sweet peace,velvet silence
aetherial shade,the sense...
gently your hand
hours of sand ...
so calm my breathe
light a Sunset grace...

Sits in judgment, this life of chance
present to twelve chosen women, men
weighing all that lies in balance
what behavior could not amend

present to twelve chosen women, men
as around the table, with awareness show
what behavior could not amend
‘til the hour nears for the c*ck to crow

as around the table, with awareness show
all that is for them to know
‘til the hour nears for the c*ck to crow
when justice has nowhere else to go

all that is for them to know
guardian angels gates do tend
when justice has nowhere else to go
twelve, sharing, caring at the end

guardian angels gates do tend
where innocence freed, guilt pays for sin
twelve, sharing, caring at the end
step forward, to let time begin, again.

where innocence freed, guilt pays for sin
weighing all that lies in balance
step forward, to let time begin, again.
Sits in judgment, this life of chance.

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Sitting here reminiscing of you
Wondering if you ever think of me
Sighing singing under the sky blue
Counting the stars one two and -- thee

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Wondering if you ever think of me
Closing my eyes humming a melody
Counting the stars one two and -- thee
Longing for love that seems like an eternity

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Closing my eyes humming a melody
Kissing you through the gentle wind blows
Longing for love that seems like an eternity
Wishing for you where the magic stream flows

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Kissing you through the gentle wind blows
Sealing my heart save it for thee
Wishing for you where the magic stream flows
Sending all sweet memories by the sea

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Sealing my heart save it for thee
Sighing singing under the sky blue
Sending all sweet memories by the sea
Sitting here reminiscing of you
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NEW BIOGRAPHY
I JUST WANTED TO SEE
IF YOU KNEW THAT SINCE YOU DON'T KNOW ME
DON'T ASK ME WHAT
BECAUSE YOU DON'T REALLY KNOW SQUAT
COME ON GIRL...ALL U HAVE TO SAY
IS PLEASE GO AWAY
BUT REMEMBER PLEASE I WAS THE ONE WHO DIDN'T KNOW
I DIDN'T KNOW YOU'D LEFT AND WHERE YOU WOULD GO
YOU MAY SAY THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUISINESS ANYWAY
BUT ONE WHO ENJOYS ONE'S WIT AND HER STYLE
IT JUST MAKES ME THINK AND WONDER AWHILE
SO BAN ME FROM YOUR WORDS AND ANYTHING I KNOW
AND A REAL FRIEND WOULD HAVE TOLD ANOTHER REAL FRIEND WHEN SHE'D GO
~F!~

FREE CEE!IS ABOUT TO TEACH YOU ALL HOW TO WRITE A LOVE POEM WITH SOME SUBSTANCE.....JACK AND JILL MUST HAVE LOVED EACH OTHER AND MAY EVEN HAVE WRITTEN THE SAME KIND OF SACHARINE, BANAL AND OTHERWISE THINGS THAT YOU OSTENSIBLY CATAGORIZED AS LOVE POEMS..HERE'S HOW YOU DO IT NOW...EVERYONE TRY TO STAY FOCUSED
THE FOLLOWING IS ~free cee's!~ free demonstration entitled:
GOOD DAY C.J.
METHINKS IT BE TIME TO BLINK AT THE SUN
LOOK AT YOUR LOVER AND SAY "GOOD MORNING HON"
PERHAPS A CUP OF JOE AND THEN WE CAN GO
GO TO THAT TREE ONLY YOU, ME AND THE PEACH TREE KNOW

THEY KNEW HOW VIBRANT AND LOVELY SHE CAN BE
LOVLIER THAN THAT OLD PEACH TREE
IT STANDS SO TALL WITH BIRD PERCHED INSIDE
AND WHEN THEY STOP SINGING IS FOR THEM TO DECIDE

NOW PERHAPS IT'S TIME TO TAKE A LEISURELY STROLL
WHILST LISTENING TO THE RADIO BLASTING ROCK AND ROLL
NOW TAKE YOUR LOVER'S HAND AND WALK HIM TO THAT LAKE
THE ONE THE SWANS AND MINNOWS NEVER FORSAKE

SO THEN YOU TWO GO HOME AND HE COOKS YOU BACON AND EGGS
ALL THE WHILE STARING AT THE STYLE OF YOUR LITHE LITTLE LEGS
THE WIFE SAYS SHE'S NOT SO TIRED ANYMORE
SO SHE'S GOING OUT NOW TO DO HER SHOPPING AND A CHORE

WHILE SHE DID HER DEEDS THE HUSBAND SAT ALONE IN A PARK
AND ONLY LEFT ABOUT AN HOUR AFTER DARK
WHEN HE RETURNED HE SAW A MASS OF PEOPLE AND WONDERED AT WHAT THEY ALL GAPED
THEN Mr. BENJAMAN PUT HIS HAND ON THE HUSBAND'S SHOULDER AND SAID "I'M AFRAID YOUR WIFE HAS BEEN RAPED"
(C)2011....~free cee!~
see now, all it takes is twenty minutes, a genetically genious ability not to write tripe as most of you do when writing love poems
no thanks are required but if you feel compelled to thank me
for my lesson, it's okay

This will be the forth attempt at posting THIS poem only for them to eveporate into the ether:
PER CHANCE TO CHANCE A CHANGE

PERHAPS TO START MY HEART AGAIN
PARTED BUT N'ERE EVER PART AGAIN
PER CHANCE TO SPREAD OUR WINGS AGAIN
WHEN A SULTRY SERAPHIM SINGS AGAIN

YOU CAME TO MAKE MY BLOOD FLOW ONCE MORE
A SHED LOVER WHO ARRIVED TO KNOW ONCE MORE
NAY SHALL I EVER WATCH WONDER WALK AWAY
WHEN TEMPERANCE IS HEARD TO TALK TODAY

TO HOLD, TO TOUCH, TO FEEL AGAIN
TO FINAllY AND ACTUALLY HEAL AGAIN
TO FEEL THAT SPARK AND LIGHT THE DARK
WE WILL LEAVE FOR TOMORROW AND LEAVE OUR MEMORABLE MARK

I PROCLAIM, I DISCLAIM I CLAIM OUR AIM BE HOPE
I CONDEMN, I CONTROL I CAUSE A WAY TO COPE
I WANTED NO ONE NEAR ME SO I HAVE NEVER BEEN THUSLY KISSED
AND WAS A SEQUESTERED SOUL SO NO ONE EVER MISSED ME

LIKE FALLEN LEAVES FROM A MAPLE TREE
WITH HER WORDS OF WISDOM TO ENABLE ME
TWO WORLDS APART AS FOREVER DRAWS NIGH
SINCE WE TOOK OUT OUR VOCABULARY AND TOOK OUT THE WORD "GOODBYE"
(C) 2011.....~free cee!~
okay let's see if i can get on the page!

FREE CEE!IS ABOUT TO TEACH YOU ALL HOW TO WRITE A LOVE POEM WITH SOME SUBSTANCE.....JACK AND JILL MUST HAVE LOVED EACH OTHER AND MAY EVEN HAVE WRITTEN THE SAME KIND OF SACHARINE, BANAL AND OTHERWISE THINGS THAT YOU OSTENSIBLY CATAGORIZED AS LOVE POEMS..HERE'S HOW YOU DO IT NOW...EVERYONE TRY TO STAY FOCUSED
THE FOLLOWING IS ~free cee's!~ free demonstration entitled:
GOOD DAY C.J.
METHINKS IT BE TIME TO BLINK AT THE SUN
LOOK AT YOUR LOVER AND SAY "GOOD MORNING HON"
PERHAPS A CUP OF JOE AND THEN WE CAN GO
GO TO THAT TREE ONLY YOU, ME AND THE PEACH TREE KNOW

THEY KNEW HOW VIBRANT AND LOVELY SHE CAN BE
LOVLIER THAN THAT OLD PEACH TREE
IT STANDS SO TALL WITH BIRD PERCHED INSIDE
AND WHEN THEY STOP SINGING IS FOR THEM TO DECIDE

NOW PERHAPS IT'S TIME TO TAKE A LEISURELY STROLL
WHILST LISTENING TO THE RADIO BLASTING ROCK AND ROLL
NOW TAKE YOUR LOVER'S HAND AND WALK HIM TO THAT LAKE
THE ONE THE SWANS AND MINNOWS NEVER FORSAKE

SO THEN YOU TWO GO HOME AND HE COOKS YOU BACON AND EGGS
ALL THE WHILE STARING AT THE STYLE OF YOUR LITHE LITTLE LEGS
THE WIFE SAYS SHE'S NOT SO TIRED ANYMORE
SO SHE'S GOING OUT NOW TO DO HER SHOPPING AND A CHORE

WHILE SHE DID HER DEEDS THE HUSBAND SAT ALONE IN A PARK
AND ONLY LEFT ABOUT AN HOUR AFTER DARK
WHEN HE RETURNED HE SAW A MASS OF PEOPLE AND WONDERED AT WHAT THEY ALL GAPED
THEN Mr. BENJAMAN PUT HIS HAND ON THE HUSBAND'S SHOULDER AND SAID "I'M AFRAID YOUR WIFE HAS BEEN RAPED"
(C)2011....~free cee!~
see now, all it takes is twenty minutes, a genetically genious ability not to write tripe as most of you do when writing love poems
no thanks are required but if you feel compelled to thank me
for my lesson, it's okay

what heart hath she that taketh me
'twixt here and her will never be
but her heart i heareth in the night
and i may never know why this feels so right

what soul hath she to save mine now
i cannot smile but she's teaching me how
how to trust, to touch but most of all to feel
feel whatever 'tis in thy heart a heart that she may heal

but teacher she's so far away and a mystery to me
then again she knew about my cerulean blue eyes to see
but see her never will i in how ever many passing years
but i'll always be grateful for stemming the tide from my cerulean blue eyes

so taketh from me everything i own
torture me in body and bone
the only way i ever connected to her was whenever we wrote
so Lord, when you plan to end a friend at least spare me one last note
WHY? WHAT IS THIS? IS IT SO CLOSE TO BE SO FAR?

DON'T KNOW IF U KNEW THIS OR IF I ALREADY TOLD YOU BUT IT BEARS
REPEATING....U R NICE AND I LIKE U SO THANK U FOR BEING
YOU
~ME!~

I'VE TILLED THE TIRED SOIL ON WHICH A TORN MAN TOILS
I'VE TREAD THE FETTERED FLAG ON WHICH AN ASPIRING ASP COILS
I'VE STARED INTO THE EYES OF GHOSTS, GOBLINS AND GARGOYLES
I'VE EATEN SLOP ON THE BIBLE THE SORDIDNESS OF SIN TOO OFT SPOILS
I'VE SWORN ON THE BIBLE THAT WHICH THE SORDIDNESS OF SIN OFTEN TIMES SOILS
AND ALTHOUGH I'VE DONE ALL THIS IT'S ALL BEEN DONE IT IN VAIN

I'VE RE-READ THE SAD ENDING TO THE SAME SAD TALE A THOUSAND TIMES
I'VE HEARD THE MEANING IN THE METER TO A MILLION TOO MANY RHYMES
I'VE LIVED THE LIFE OF A MANIACAL MAN AND THE MALICE OF HIS COUNTLESS CRIMES
I'VE SEEN THE SODDEN SORROW IN THE SILENCE OF A WELL-TRAINED TROUPE OF MIMES
AND I'VE BEEN STRANDED AT THE APEX OF A MOUNTAIN ONLY A FOOL SO FOOLISHLLY CLIMBS

I'VE BEEN BLESSED BY THE BEST AND SUFFERD AT THE HANDS OF THE MOST STRUNG OUT OF TIMES
AND YET THE TALE GROWS NO LESS ACRID AFTER IT'S BEEN REHEARSED SEVEN HUNDRED TIMES
AS THE SOIL I'VE TILLED IS NO LESS ARID EVEN AFTER A BIBLICAL FLOOD
AND I'VE IRRIGATED MY FIELD WITH BOTH MY SWEAT AND MY BODY'S BLOOD
I'VE BEEN UN-VINDICATED AND VILLIFIED BY VIOLENCE AND SADLY IT'S ALL
BEEN DONE IN VAIN
AND WHEN A JUNKIE SUCH AS MYSELF IS LOST IN THE PAINTED DESERT'S DRYNESS IT SIMPLY MEANS MORE PAIN

SO IF YOU ARE AKIN TO ME DO NOT EXPECT VINCICATION FROM SANCTIFIED AND SANCTIONED RAIN
BECAUSE IN THE END THE FRUSTRATION OF FRUILESSNESS BY FALLOWNESS IS MADE PERFECTLY PLAIN
ALAS, BOTH MY FIELD AND THE DESERT WILL NEVER GRANT NOR GROW ANY LIFE-SUSTAINING GRAIN
YET I WILL TROD FURTHER UPON THE SOIL IN VEHEMENT VAIN AND THROUGH RAMPAGING AND RAMPANT RAIN
SO PLEASE PAENTS, WHEN YOU'RE CHILD SPENDS TOO MUCH TIME IN THE BATHROOM TOO LONG
WHAT I'VE WRITTEN ABOVE SHOULD TELL YOU PARENT'S WHAT'S WRONG
AND WHEN YOUNG JOHNNY OR JOANNE BEGINS TO WEAR ONLY LONG SLEEVES
THAT'S THE TIME A MOTHER AND FATHER SO GROSSLY GRIEVES
(C)2011....free cee!~
(C) 2011....~FREE CEE!~